"Hahaha, blood beauty, blood beauty, this is my baby." The uncle shook his head and hummed an uncomposed tune, regardless of the injury on his leg, he raised his hands and danced, his eyes were blurred, and the whole person slowly fell into a state of madness.

Jiang Qiao was angry and anxious in his heart, no matter what these poppies were doing, and how big the crime of privately growing poppies was, anyone with a little common sense knew that if it was exposed, not only his uncle's family, but also the entire village would be destroyed.

"Uncle, who planted these poppies? Does the rest of the village know? Jiang Qiao struggled to restrain his uncle's hands dancing in the air, for fear that he would be more seriously injured if he was not careful.

Helpless, with Jiang Qiao's strength alone, how can he suppress a big man who is not only physically strong, but also extremely excited and crazy. Seeing this, the uncle was about to push her away, ready to prop up the injured leg and stand up.

"Jiang Li, Jiang Li, come and help me, I can't get my uncle." Jiang Qiao was so anxious that he was covered in sweat, but when he turned his head, he realized that Jiang Li had quietly left without knowing when.

"Damn, where did you run away from the chain at the critical moment?! Ah Le, Ah Le, come quickly, come quickly. Seeing that Jiang Li couldn't help, Jiang Qiao had no choice but to shout at the top of his voice for Ah Le to come over and help.

Ah Le is still young after all, after seeing the human skin, he screamed and ran out frantically, the situation was in a mess just now, and he didn't have time to take care of him.

Jiang Qiao's cries for help echoed in the silent church, adding to the lifelessness of the place. Jiang Qiao suddenly had a feeling that their arrival was to wake up the many souls sleeping in the cemetery.

No one responded.

Jiang Qiao's heart gradually sank, could it be that Ah Le also had an accident.

Just when she was about to lose her support, a small head peeked out from the wall in the corner, Jiang Qiao's eyes were sharp, and she saw the small reflection at a glance, so she pressed her uncle with the strength of breastfeeding, and complained anxiously: "I've been shouting to you for a long time, come on, I can't help it." My uncle has injured his leg, and I'll have to trouble you to go to the village and call someone later. ”

The little head slowly poked in, revealing long strands of hair, and Jiang Qiao was so frightened that he even forgot about his crazy uncle behind him.

That's not Ah Le.

There is no window in the secret door, the light is very dim, it all depends on the little bit of light that shines through the skylight on the second floor, as the head pokes in more and more, Jiang Qiao was terrified, he didn't care about his uncle, he took out his mobile phone in a panic, turned on the flashlight, and shone it towards the person.

The long period of darkness, this sudden light, made Jiang Qiao's eyes blind for a short time.

She blinked in discomfort, trying to see the person opposite, who could it be?

"Cousin Jingjing?"

Although, Jiang Qiao has only seen this cousin in photos. However, the appearance of this cousin has long been deeply imprinted in her mind, especially when she finds that her cousin's appearance is exactly the same as the mountain ghost she dreamed of, she is very sure that her cousin has a lot to do with her mother's coma.

The long silver-gray hair of Jingjing was faintly glowing with blue light under the light of the flashlight, the pale face, the thin body was wrapped in a dirty dress, and the bright red lip color that did not match it was extremely weird.

In the face of Jiang Qiao's call and her injured father, Jingjing's face didn't have much expression, her eyes were firmly fixed on the few fruits on the ground that had been bitten open by her uncle, and she didn't know what she was muttering, but it seemed that these fruits attracted her here.

Jiang Qiao tried to put the fruit in his palm and shook it from side to side, and Jingjing's gaze also moved. That's right, it's for the fruit.

"Cousin, your dad is injured." Although there was no hope, Jiang Qiao still decided to give it a try and see if he could awaken a little reason to her when he mentioned his uncle.

Jingjing's eyes suddenly froze, staring straight at Jiang Qiao, Jiang Qiao was stared at by these three-point black and seven-point white eyes, and his scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but shrink back.

Where is this still a person, isn't it a demon.

"Jingjing, Jingjing, Dad is here, Jingjing, Jingjing." At this time, my uncle was still restless in the back, muttering to himself.

The two sides confronted each other, and just as the string in Jiang Qiao's heart was about to break, Jingjing suddenly spoke, and a hoarse voice spat out from her bright red lips.

"We're not Jingjing, this body is so good, exactly the same as we were back then, so beautiful, so young, much better than that old woman."

"We? Not alone? In a hurry, Jiang Qiao's mind spun rapidly, and she immediately thought of the heads of the more than twenty girls in the secret room. She asked cautiously tentatively, "Are you the girls who died here?" ”

She peeked in the direction of the secret door, secretly hoping that Jiang Li would come back soon.

Just as she was shaking her head, Jingjing on the other side listened to Jiang Qiao's words, and suddenly her expression became hideous and distorted, as if she had fallen into some kind of painful memory, unable to extricate herself, her hands and feet began to twist in a direction impossible for human beings, and a terrible cry came out of her mouth:

"Those devils, those devils ... Ahh I will turn into a ghost, the descendants of the Lin family, life after life, the sins are not clear, hahaha, ah~~~"

The sound was like the roar of many people at the same time, and it was terrifying.

Jiang Qiao was overwhelmed by this aura, her limbs seemed to be pressed hard, she couldn't move, she wanted to shout for help, and there seemed to be hands stuck in her neck. The most terrifying thing is that the heart is beating so fast that it seems to be constantly pumping in, and it is almost bursting out of the chest.

"Jingjing..."

At this time, my uncle didn't know what was crazy and shouted the name Jingjing. He leaned against the wall, grinning, his eyes blank but fanatical, saliva mixed with freshly red juice running down the corners of his mouth.

"Hahaha, your daughter's body is bleeding with the blood of sin, oh, you too, you have the blood of sin in your body, no, you don't know that there is sin and curse in your blood, hahaha, you are more pitiful than us, the rose juice, where is the rose juice?"

Jingjing, who was enchanted, looked at her father with hatred, but soon her attention was attracted by Jiang Qiao, and she approached her step by step.

"Sin? Descendants of the Lin family? Rose-colored sap? Jiang Qiao muttered silently, by the way, with a flash of inspiration, everything can be strung together.

"Did our ancestors do something that didn't hurt you, you say, how can you let us go, do you want poppies, I know where it is, I'll take you to find it."

After speaking, Jiang Qiao felt that her body was loosened, and the forces that imprisoned her body seemed to have been withdrawn. She looked at her delirious uncle, gritted her teeth, and ran out with a rolling belt, running a few steps, and when she looked back, sure enough, Jingjing dragged her body twisted into a strange posture and followed her.

One person and one ghost, walking back and forth like this.

Out of the church, Jiang Qiao didn't find the shadows of Ah Le and Jiang Li, she noticed the traces of someone stepping on the ground, and thought that it was left when Jiang left to pick fruits just now, so she followed the traces, and Jingjing also followed.

Sure enough, after walking for a while, I saw a flower field behind the dirt slope.

The white bewitching flowers are particularly delicate and enchanting against the backdrop of the blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green forests.

"This is it, here is the fruit you want." Jiang Qiao stood on the edge of the flower field and gasped.

"Where? Where is it? Where is the rose-colored juice? ”

But something unexpected happened, Jingjing turned a blind eye to the flower field in front of her, she screamed restlessly, looking around, but she couldn't see the flower field under her feet.